A 3 hour train journey, day and a half wait in a capital city for the next available flight (turned out to be the last commercial flight out, according to the flight attendants) and then a very anxious plane journey (hate flying at any time, let alone when surrounded by potential CVers).
Lovely bedtime story cuddle with DGS made it ALL worthwhile. If I get CV, I can think of no one else who I would risk contracting it from.
Baby Reindeer - anyone watched it?
To think that London, or anywhere else for that matter, does not belong to any one demographic